Bound and helpless, the paypig awaits his mistress's cruel instructions. Dommeamanda, clad in leather and lace, sneers at his pathetic form. She orders him to show her his 'money maker,' commanding him to stroke it while she watches, laughing at his futile attempts to arouse her. She teases him mercilessly, making him beg for her touch, her approval. As he nears the edge, she orders him to stop, leaving him hanging, desperate and frustrated. She's the puppet master, and he's the pathetic toy she plays with for her amusement.